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I'm the kind of girl who wears bandaids for fashion
clutching to the sidelines but I'm ready for some action
I don't own a sweater that fits
I bite my nails to bits
I drink the cheapest shit that I can find
I don't care what kind

Yeah this ain't champagne
it's vodka and orange juice
but I can't complain
it does the job it makes me loose

I am not a loser
I just have very bad taste
I'm not a winner either
this time has gone to waste

remember that time you held my hair
we were throwing up underneath the stairs
I think we make a good pair
just me and my best friends

but I'm not insane
it's Hampshire fucking college
but I can't complain
it costs more than I'd sell myself for

I am not a loser
I just have very bad taste
I'm not a winner either
this time has gone to waste

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